No matter the teachings,
no matter the lessons,
no matter the warnings,
no matter the horrors,
you still walk with your feet;
you still see with your eyes;
you should learn how to speak;
only learn when you try;
maybe not when you do
maybe not that instant;
maybe you should learn to
fly downward be patient;
for no matter the strength,
no matter the wisdom,
and no matter what's meant,
no matter the freedom,
you might doubt too yourself;
you might burn your own kingdom;
you might question one's help;
you might know who's leavin;
now you're left on your own,
you should know who you are;
shed the mask that you've grown
show the pride in your scars.
